Don’t get me wrong, I totally believe in preparing for the
inevitable. And I have. I’ve told all relevant people involved to put me in a
cardboard box (don’t you DARE buy {or rent} an expensive coffin or I’ll come
back and haunt you!) Incinerate me and toss
my ashes off a tall building on a windy day. (I’ve always wanted to travel!)

But I find it in extremely poor taste to be inundated with
reminders that my time is limited on a daily basis!

Sheesh!

Of course showing an (altered) photo of Son2 grinning as he supposedly dumps my ashes off a friend's balcony is the epitome of GOOD taste! lol

5 comments:

I love your sense of humour Robin and I agree with you. What is the point of paying out for an expensive coffin when it's going to get burned to a cinder. Although I quite fancy a wicker one only they're probably just as expensive.

this is great!! I've told my grandson that I'm leaving him money to take a road trip and leave some of my ashes in all 50 states! If I were richer, I'd leave enough for a trip around the world..but sadly...no. :)